Epilogue
Three Years Later
Farren
Our world has changed before our very eyes.
Damon is traveling from pack to pack to make sure they are treating their packmates as they should.
He has people living in those packs, monitoring them.
If there are problems, we show up and take care of it.
This has created tensions, but it’s also changed everyone’s lives.
Little by little, everything has changed for the better.
And while we have been improving the wolf shifter world, Jackson has taken that role among the bears, making sure everyone is treated fairly.
“MOMMY!” Hope is running with Axel holding her hand. They are both naked.
“Have you guys been shifting?”
“Yes! So much fun!” Hope jumps up and down. She is the happiest little girl. I am glad that, because of her age, she does not remember everything that she went through. When she shifted for the first time, we were surprised to find out that she is a panther. Blew our minds.
Three-year-old Axel is right by her side all the time; they can’t be separated.
A door slams and down comes Aiden with Brantley right behind him. I hear a squeal and see Maverick and Elizabeth’s daughter, Emma, running across the field. These kids rule everything here. They are so close and I love that. I love that they can all grow up together and be best friends.
“Hi, my friends.” Emma says as she gets closer. She just turned two, but she is a pure genius and way beyond her years.
“Hi, how are you?” Hope says like she is a grown woman. Aiden grabs Axel and they start rolling around in the grass, wrestling. This happens multiple times a day.
Damon, believe it or not, grows more handsome by the day and is becoming even more alpha.
And did I mention possessive? Especially right now, since I am pregnant with another little boy.
We decided to hold off for a couple of years until everything slowed down, but then it seemed that the whole pack was meeting their mates and having kids all at once.
Our pack is now the biggest in the world, our lands stretching for miles and miles.
We have our own school and a medical facility—women come from all over to have their pups here.
I am proud of the way everything has happened, and I am proud of Damon.
He has put so much work into everything, and I have pushed him to do whatever he wants.
“How is my Moon?” He wraps his arms around me from behind, and his hands rest on my stomach. The baby kicks.
“I think someone is wanting to meet their daddy.” I tilt my head back and kiss his cheek. He grins, rubbing my stomach.
“My son is ready to run free.” He kisses my temple, and we watch the kids play with each other. This is happiness; this is what we worked so hard for.
“These kids are going to take over the world.”
“That is the plan, Moon. They are going to lead, protect, and carry on the legacy. We will guide and teach them—that’s the way it’s supposed to be.”
I nod. “We will, and we will not be alone.” I look at my friends, who will be with us throughout the journey.
“I think they are going to surpass us all.”
I think they are going to do much more than that.
Fifteen Years Later
Damon
I knew that our kids were destined for amazing things, because of the way they trusted and believed in each other. They grew up together, and they have an unbreakable bond.
“You do not ever touch my sister!” Axel and Gabe shout in the face of a guy who dared to grab Hope and leave a mark on her arm.
“She is pretty!” he whines, like that is an excuse for anything.
Hope comes out of nowhere with Emma at her back. “I will show you pretty!” She punches him right in the face. He hits the ground like a ton of bricks. My kids are fucking badass. I could not be prouder of the way they are.
“I think I hate men,” Hope says, her face in a beautiful scowl. It should be a fucking crime for my daughter to be that beautiful.
The other day, when she was walking out of school, I watched three boys fucking run into a wall. Pissed me right the fuck off. Her brothers are always following her, scaring them off. I raised them right and it drives Hope crazy.
“What happened?” Farren runs to me. She looks half panicked, which is normal.
“Some guy grabbed her arm.”
Her head snaps around to me. “He what?” She snarls, “I will teach the little shit respect. No one touches my daughter.”
I laugh and wrap my arms around her. “You think if it hadn’t been handled that the fucker would be breathing right now? Hope knocked his ass out.”
She lets out a deep breath. “Well, he needs more than that,” she grumbles and I laugh again.
Hope lets her scowl drop and goes back to smiling. She is a beam of light and happiness. She is pure and so fucking good, I want to protect her from everything.
Aiden runs up to Hope. “Are you okay?”
She nods, her face angry again. “He just grabbed my arm.”
Aiden looks at her arm. “What the fuck?”
“Ohh, I believe someone has a crush,” Farren says.
“Don’t say that shit,” I scold her.
She laughs and takes my hand. “Come on, baby, they don’t need us much anymore.” I can hear slight sadness in her words.
It is true; it’s like they fucking grew up overnight.
One day they started taking care of each other and doing whatever it takes to protect each other.
It’s fucking inspiring and sad. One day they want to hold your hand and be led through everything, and before you know it, they take off on their own.
Hope is twenty. God, where did the time go?
Farren leads me inside our house, slams the door, and pushes me against it. She grins at me seductively. I chuckle, and she grips my shirt and rips it from top to bottom.
“Take off your pants,” she growls.
“Whatever Moon wants, she gets.” I step out of my pants and pick her up.
She grins at me. “I was going to suck your dick, but I think you have other plans?”
“Fuck yeah, I do.”
I press her face against the wall and push her dress up her hips. My hand finds its way between her legs. “Fucking soaked.”
“Only for you,” she whispers, her legs trembling.
“Damn right.” I kiss the back of her neck, push my pants down my legs, and press my dick at her entrance. “You know what tonight is, don’t you?”
“Full moon, another one?”
“Yes.”
She nods, and I press myself in all the way to the hilt. She pushes her ass back, and her back is arched. I grip her throat, the other hand on her hip as I pound into her.
She bites down on her hand to keep from screaming. “I am coming,” she manages to get out.
“I feel you,” I grind out, and I tilt my hips a bit more to hit the spot that drives her wild. Her hand smacks the wall. She squeezes my dick so fucking hard when she comes that it pushes me over the edge with her.
I slip out of her and take her upstairs into the shower. “You know this never grows old, but it gets stronger and stronger with you,” she says.
“Our love is one of a kind, Moon. You are my fucking queen. I may be alpha, but you own all of me.” I push her wet hair out of her face.
A tear slips down her face, and she falls forward and presses her forehead against mine. “I love you, Pha.”
“I love you too, my Moon.”
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